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October 7th, 2010

But in the Chinese horoscope system, the animals are tempered by elements. I'm a Water dog:

THE WATER DOG 1922 AND 1982

These Dogs have great foresight and are well-educated on many different things. This quality helps them appreciate other points of view, making them quite flexible and liberal. They are easygoing, but this can cause them to be too spendthrift with money and less loyal with friends. Still, because of their flexible natures and their ability to appreciate difference, these Dogs always have friends and are usually popular people.

Dog general horoscope:

The Dog is a giving, compassionate personality. He offers kind words, support and advice to friends and family. He is a listener, always available to lend an ear or a shoulder to a friend in need. Often Dogs know more about their friends than their friends know about them or even themselves! Dogs are incredibly attentive. Sometimes though, Dogs should pay more attention to their own needs. In private, many Dog people worry a lot.

Years of the Dog

Eleventh in the cycle, Dog Years follow the Rooster years and recur every twelfth year. The Chinese New Year does not fall on a specific date, so it is essential to check the calendar to find the exact date on which each Dog Year actually begins.

1910*1922*1934*1946*1958*1970*1982*1994*2006

THE SIGN OF THE DOG

Dogs can be a bit overwhelming, due in part to their attentive natures. They can march in and take control of a situation, even when it doesn’t involve them directly. This can lead people to think Dogs are nosy or gossipy, but in reality, he just means well. Money and status don’t matter to the Dog. He is more concerned with the welfare of his family and friends and will do whatever it takes to help them out of a tight squeeze or a rough spot. Once Dogs determine a subject of interest, they usually master that before taking off for a new adventure. They like to finish what they start. They are honest and trustworthy people, ethically strong and morally kept. They make loyal friends and companions.

DOG FACTS:

People born in the Year of the Dog share certain characteristics. He Dog Sign is an abbreviated way of characterizing that individual’s personality. Following are features associated with the Sign of the Dog.

August 13th, 2010

For some reason, I can't get the auto-upload from Flickr to LJ to work the last three times I've tried it...Diagnosing that now. I'd rather get this up, honestly. I've been getting those "You haven't posted in 18 weeks!" messages...Heh.

Anyhow, compare the tattoo at the flickr link to the other links. This is the third time I've gotten this tattoo in the same location, because I didn't like it, and people can see this one way easier than the other two I have, which are on my torso and usually covered up by my clothing.

I'm super stoked, because in less than a week, my dad will be in Seattle for the second time ever. The last time, he was here with his angry (now-ex) wife, and we didn't do a lot of fun things because of her, and the fact that I didn't know what fun things there were going on. I was a kid! I lived out in the sticks!

So this is an excellent time for a do-over. He's getting in Wednesday afternoon, where we'll be putting him up in the Hyatt Place by the Space Needle. It's nice and central, and way out of the budget he'd stated. Hopefully, at least, he'll get reimbursed from his client, since he's up here for work, at least ostensibly. I'd like to take him out to a nice and cheap dinner. He's never had pho, and he's naturally a light eater, so perhaps that would be smart. (Depends upon the weather, too, since I like pho when it's rainy.)

Thursday, I'm defending my thesis, and bringing dad along for kicks. After that, we'll get lunch and drive up to Snoqualmie, where we'll inspect some bleachers he designed for a golf tournament. I'll probably take him to the Ave for some cheap Korean-Japanese food at this place I love, but never remember the name of. After the inspection, I'll take him to dinner and maybe to Lowe's, where we can get the stuff for making a linen closet off the new bathroom. Hopefully we will get some demo done Thursday night in prep for popping a door in.

(Can you tell I've been thinking about this a lot? I still have Friday - Sunday to talk about, but I've already spent three paragraphs on this! I've been missing my dad all my life, it seems, since my parents divorced when I was 2 and have lived 2000 miles away from each other ever since.)

Friday, my mom wants to drive up to Seattle and see my dad. We'll do touristy things then - go out to coffee, see some local parks (the Arboretum?), maybe take the Underground Tour. They stayed friends so that I didn't have to see them argue, but then the ex-wife kept a tight leash on dad, so they haven't really "hung out" since I was a baby.

Saturday, Kammy is having a BBQ at Snackpalace. Meat and beer baby! It'll be fun to hang out in the yard and maybe play some card games with Dad and hang out with friends. Perhaps watch a movie, or finish the linen closet too. I'm just planning on relaxing then.

Sunday dad goes back. :(

Still not sure where I'll fit in the Kappo Tamura trip, since I promised dad I'd take him to the best sushi restaurant in the country.

April 5th, 2010

So I got sick in Orlando, as previously mentioned. I spent the week after that at home, in Seattle, still a bit sick and lonely for my boyfriend, who was in Atlanta all week.

Sean got home Thursday and we celebrated in high style, going out for drinks on Thursday and trying new bars, wandering around Belltown (which I never get to, as it is oddly "too far away." Living in the city changes one's perspective, that's for sure.) We went to Shiro's for sushi dinner and Otokoyama sake, then to Bathtub Gin because it's so popular on Yelp, and then the Del Rey to say hi to some of Sean's friends from Snackpalace v.1. Bathtub Gin serves some strong ass drinks, by the way! And, we were both sniffly and a bit tired through the whole night - apparently before going to Atlanta, I had given Sean whatever I'd caught from the million tourists at Disney.

Friday we meant to go out to Kai's improv, but were sick and stayed in to watch movies. Ordered take out Thai, which was too spicy for my sick ass. I drank milk with my dinner, which amused me to no end for some reason.

Saturday we drove down to my parent's house (nearly all the way to Mount Rainier!) for an Easter egg hunt and dinner. That was a lot of fun - the rain broke just long enough for the kids to hunt the eggs. Besides Rian, we had my nephews, ages 2 and 4, and my not-quite-nieces, who are both 5, and twins! So cute.

After that, we were supposed to go to Kinetic with my friends Kammy and Onjoli, but I had gotten food poisoning. Only me, as far as I know, because mom hasn't been answering my phone calls. Sean was untouched. So he went to Kinetic and the Zhouse after party with Kammy and Onj. While being mildly jealous, I did get the opportunity to crawl to the bathroom in relative obscurity and wasn't embarrassed by the happenings. I watched the Pirates of the Caribbean movies and slept.

Sunday, I missed a brunch at the Island that turned out to be 9 hours long! Because I was still sick. I am a bit torqued about missing that, too. This was supposed to be an epic weekend and I heard plenty of stories of the epicness! But spent most of the weekend on the damned couch. Also, I watched the three hour long Gandhi movie between naps.

March 12th, 2010

So today I gave a presentation. This is not too big of a deal, though I always blush and my voice quavers. I practiced the hour before the presentation in an empty classroom, talking to a chalkboard and a bunch of chairs, trembling and stuttering. I performed terribly but I think that gave me a really good idea of what *not* to say, since in the next hour, in front of the classroom, I started off strong. About halfway through my voice got a bit uneven and I started blushing, but recovered ok. We only had time for three questions, and I answered them well.

What was interesting was how it's extremely short - 5 minutes - and no visual aids were allowed. That was an entirely new experience for me. I'm so used to Powerpoint backing me up when I get a little lost.

I hate presenting but understand this is a valuable skill and blahdeblah. I keep considering joining Toastmasters but I don't join organizations, generally. Perhaps I'll just keep practicing when forced to in class. Defending my thesis will be very good practice, and it's completely mortifying as of yet.

March 9th, 2010

This iPhone app is super cool! It's only the second app I've ever paid for (the first was Final Fantasy I) and it's totally worth the $2 -- $1.99 actually. It replicates an old hobby camera (the Hipstamatic) with your iPhone. The effects are fun, and the customization options are pretty cool. I really like it.

I'm sure I'll be posting more, but check my flickr for a cute photo of Sean.

February 23rd, 2010

So the tattoo that I had redone once already still vaguely bothers me. I'm thinking some sort of ornate scroll (here or here) might be able to cover up the part that I don't like, as in most of it. I could fill in the stars with black and cover the red with... more black, I guess. Something to make it less ugly!

I need a talented artist to help me design it, because one thing I'm not is a talented artist ;)

February 21st, 2010

So I came back to Snackpalace in Claptrap after dropping xamichee off at the airport and hitting up an appointment downtown. When I got back, I saw that some idiot had parked in the driveway, blocking both the sidewalk and my ability to enter the driveway. I pulled aside and hopped out of the car, looked in the foreign car and walked up to the porch to test the door. Initially I thought it might be a friend of Kayobi's, helping her move out.

But the door was locked and no one was in the car or the garage, so I got back in Claptrap and decided to look for parking. One, two circles of the block and no parking nearby. I got increasingly frustrated with the whole situation, and idled for a second in front of the apartment building nearby. I realized that the stranger's car had left enough space for me to park in front of them, and that it was very likely I could pull through the apartment driveway, drive along the sidewalk, and then through the yard to park in front of the car that was blocking my way.

So I did. Then, still mystified, I called my parent's house to see if I should tow them or not - it's a pretty dick move, but I was very mad at some strangers parking in my way and leaving. As I'm loudly asking my stepdad if I should "HAVE THESE IDIOTS TOWED," four teenagers spill out of the condos behind Snackpalace. They squeal, "sorry!" and proceed to take ten minutes to pack some shit in their car.

The whole time they're loading some plastic wrapped bundles into the trunk, I'm standing on the porch loudly discussing towing with my stepdad. I felt like a total passive aggressive bitch, but what the hell were they thinking? My stepdad thought the whole situation was hilarious, anyways.